Chapter 198: The Demons!

Slowing down their attacks, the three of them were now captivated by Rod’s transformation. Knight Rod’s entire body was rapidly changing—his muscles writhing as if filled with countless worms, creating a terrifying sight. This transformation spread throughout his body, affecting every corner, and with the movement of his skin, they could clearly hear sharp cracking sounds coming from within Rod.
These sounds were caused by bones grinding against each other. Their faces showed shock, and some even stopped attacking, staring in awe at the young man before them. Such a transformation was unheard of; they had no idea what was happening.
“He… could he be possessed?” Swallowing hard, Nightingale asked Silverwing, looking at Knight Rod, who stood motionless after they ceased attacking.
“No, let’s wait and see!” Clutching their weapons, they decided not to take advantage of the situation to deal with Knight Rod but instead observe to understand what was going on.
Knight Rod’s face showed pain, his eyes empty and confused, and his body trembled incessantly, as if signaling some impending event.
With a dull thud, his already tattered clothes burst open again, revealing his muscles, causing his frame to swell significantly. His height also increased greatly.
A cool breeze blew, and suddenly, the elements around them became turbulent. Strong winds arose, making the already dark night even darker.
In the next moment, those elements surged toward Rod like floodwaters from the Yellow River, rushing into his body centered around him.
“Ah…” With a confused gaze, Rod couldn’t help but cry out as the powerful elements flooded into him. In such a quiet environment, his cry carried clearly to distant places.
Another dull thud followed. As more elements flowed in, Rod’s body swelled further. Gradually, he began to float in midair. Moonlight pierced through the dense trees, and Rod acted like a lens, absorbing all the moonlight around him. A bright beam of light shone intensely on him, enveloping him entirely.

Rod, suspended in mid-air, suddenly began to rotate slowly, drifting unsteadily, with his aura growing stronger by the moment. His combat energy also changed, deepening from its original golden color to gradually taking on a hint of red. The aura he emitted was extremely fierce. At this moment, Rod kept his eyes tightly closed, allowing himself to undergo these changes. In the strong wind, his hair fluttered around him, spreading like a spider web behind him. His arms were slightly spread out, as if embracing the entire world, with an indifferent expression… Everything about him seemed eerily strange.

At this moment, his vision became blurred, and he didn’t even know what was happening to him. The last trace of consciousness he retained was that he had awakened his bloodline and was undergoing changes as a result—deeper than even when he encountered the Earth Bear last time.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes. Now, Rod’s originally black eyeballs had turned blue-red, eerily so. A flash of light shot out like a tangible beam toward the people below. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing a strange smile. His wind-blown hair, floating around him, was even more mesmerizing, like that of a devil.

His blue-red eyes were utterly terrifying. The hatred mixed with brutality and bloodthirst made Nightingale and the others instinctively take a step back. That horrifying feeling made them feel uneasy.

Perhaps the most terrifying thing was Rod’s blood. The wounds on his body were healing rapidly. The minor wounds had disappeared, leaving only a few major ones, especially the sword wound on his abdomen—caused by Silver Wing’s deadly strike. Due to the severity of the injury, it couldn’t heal completely in a short time, but it had improved significantly. The blood no longer flowed freely; occasionally, what seeped out was no longer red but an eerie blue. Blue blood—something everyone had never heard of before.

“Damn it, this is bad! Kill him now!” Suddenly, Silver Wing’s expression changed drastically. As if he had seen something terrifying, he shouted loudly.

“How? How could this happen? Who is this damned guy? He can’t leave alive today. Kill him!” With a hint of madness, Silver Wing muttered and roared.

It was as if he had witnessed the most terrifying thing, causing him to lose his composure.

“Silver Wing, what’s going on? What happened? Do you know anything?” Nightingale and Viper were still confused. Even Crow, who was sitting on the ground, panting heavily with a pale face, was utterly puzzled!

One must know that Silverwing is the backbone of their group. No matter what happens, he can handle it calmly. Even in life-or-death situations, he has never shown such an expression. Having known him for so many years and going through countless life-and-death dangers, it was unexpected to see him show such an expression and demeanor in front of this young man. This left them wondering what exactly had happened and what Silverwing must have learned to make him react like this.

“A demon! He’s a demon! This is the sign of transformation during a demon’s coming-of-age ceremony—the awakening of their bloodline. He’s undergoing bloodline awakening! Kill him quickly! Demons! We’ve encountered demons! Hurry, or it will be too late! Once his bloodline awakening is complete, none of us will be able to match him. If he escapes, we’ll be in big trouble!” Looking at the people behind him, Silverwing shouted anxiously, his face pale. His speech was somewhat chaotic, as his mind had completely collapsed at that moment.

Demons were synonymous with terror in everyone’s hearts on the continent. Demons were the most powerful and unstoppable forces, symbols of death. Ever since thousands of years ago, when demons led the vampires and werewolves to establish a dark kingdom, everyone truly saw the horror of demons! At that moment, everyone felt powerless. Even after the emergence of Emperor Libo Otto two thousand years ago, the demons still left a deep impression on people, and to this day, their fear and dread have not faded. Over the past century, demons have indeed appeared occasionally, with a few being spotted on the continent. Every time a demon appeared, it brought massive losses and disasters. Their godlike strength brought chaos to the continent, and they could only be eliminated through the combined efforts of everyone! That’s why anyone who heard this name would feel terrified.

Silverwing still remembered vividly the story his grandfather had told him. Just thinking about it made his face turn pale. Who would have thought that one day he would become the protagonist of that story?

It was only now that Rod’s changes reminded him of the characteristics of demons his grandfather had described—the awakening of a demon’s bloodline. He had witnessed it in reality. There was no excitement, only fear. He heard that once a demon’s bloodline awakened, its strength would soar dramatically, rising by more than one level. How could he not be anxious under such circumstances?

“Demons…” Hearing Silver Wing’s words, Nightingale and Viper both exclaimed in shock, their faces turning deathly pale. How could they not know what demons were? Only then did they understand why Silver Wing’s expression had changed so drastically earlier.
“How did he appear here? How…?” Unable to hold back, Viper roared loudly, staring in terror at Knightrod, who was floating in mid-air, smiling eerily at them.
“Demons… No wonder. No wonder he could reach the rank of Golden Warrior at such a young age. No wonder he’s called the most talented person in a century. No wonder… We can’t let him stay! Absolutely not! Otherwise, he’ll become a scourge!” Then, as if suddenly remembering something, Viper muttered to himself.
“Kill him! Kill him now!” Silver Wing urged loudly. Immediately, the three of them grabbed their weapons, ignoring their fears, and rushed toward Rod under Silver Wing’s leadership.
“Demons… It’s really demons!” Crow, who was severely injured and sitting on the ground behind them, kept muttering to himself, seemingly soulless and utterly dazed.
“You all… are going to die!” Just as they reached Rod and prepared to attack, Rod suddenly moved. The changes around them vanished instantly, the elemental energy gathered earlier retreated rapidly, the wind stopped, and everything returned to calm. No one could believe what had happened.
Rod glanced coldly at the group and spoke in a low voice, his icy tone sending chills down everyone’s spine, like that of a devil from the depths of hell.
“Demons, abominations… Hmph. Instead of staying in the Dark Source, you dare come out and cause chaos. Today, I won’t allow you to continue living and harming the continent. Die!” Glancing at Rod coldly, he truly was the best assassin. In just a short time, Silver Wing overcame his fears and also roared loudly at Rod.
His hair behind him took on a hint of purple, fluttering in the wind. The black-purple hair emitted an eerie glow, combined with Rod’s expression and eye color, creating an extremely sinister appearance. His eyes were filled with emptiness, confusion, bloodthirst, and brutality.
With a brutal tone, he roared, “Die… All of you must die!” At that moment, he seemed to have lost his sanity, unaware of what he was doing or what had happened. All that remained in his mind was a brutal desire to kill and endless hatred, as if he wouldn’t be satisfied until the world was destroyed.
His combat energy erupted instantly into a fiery red, engulfing his entire body in blazing flames.